Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Chapter 976

Ethan hadn’t eaten in two days.

Oddly enough, the cucumber-like fruit exuded a faint fragrance that helped him regain some appetite.

He took a few bites of it. It was juicy, and the juice was refreshing and sweet.

Everywhere the juice landed on felt a little rejuvenating, and his pain was relieved a lot.

“Is this medicine?” he asked Willow.

Willow nodded. Then, she gave him more produce he had never seen before. He wasn’t even sure if they were fruits or vegetables.

Ethan hastily ate them. They couldn’t rid him of the toxins, but they did replenish some of his energy.

His body got a little better.

“Thank you, Willow.” He reached out again, caressing Willow’s head.

He couldn’t help but say, “I wonder who your parents are to have given birth to such a caring and adorable child as you.”

Willow blinked as she looked at him. Alicia looked a lot like him, so Willow wondered if he was her father.

Willow was deep in thought when Ethan removed his hand from her head.

have to make

mature and well-behaved child. Ethan wanted to

he was running out

had too many things he hadn’t mentioned in his will. After eating, Ethan had to continue

didn’t rest for the whole night. He could feel that his life, which Willow’s blood had extended for

to deteriorate again. Fortunately, he had completed his will. He wanted to

fast, but he was constantly using up energy, so the toxin spread

Ethan wrote his last letter to Connor. The letter was very long, and he mostly wrote about his wishes. for Connor to

father and that he couldn’t give Connor

Connor was forced to carry the burdens of the Miller

always loved Connor, but he couldn’t keep Connor company anymore.

he wrote to his mother. In

He mostly

she met Olivia in the future, he wanted

he wrote to Zack and Alicia, the twins.

he first met the two, they were just

be around five years old, so they must have gotten a good grasp of the

expressed regret for not being around in their

he would watch over them as they

with red wax, waiting for a chance in the future when someone would hand the letters

gaze fell onto the last sheets of white